Chapter 7: Mike's Epiphany

  After returning home for a few days, I submitted my resignation report to the company. Then I went back to my hometown and stayed with my parents for a while. I told my parents about going to the United States to do ranching, my father didn't have any problems, but my mother was not very happy: our family has worked so hard from rural areas to county towns, and we are still waiting for you to settle down in big cities, but now you want to go back to rural areas to herd cattle, what future can this herding bring?

  Sister returned home, heard that Ju An was going to the United States, and was quite happy, saying that after Tongtong grew up, she would follow her uncle to study in the United States. Tongtong is Ju An's niece, Ju An has three siblings, an older brother, an older sister, the older brother graduated and settled down in the Pearl River Delta, having a son who is nine years old this year, only returning once a year. The sister lives in a small county town; both she and her husband are teachers, with a daughter, three-year-old Tongtong.

  Because she often stays at her uncle and aunt's place, Tongtong is a little devil, extremely mischievous. However, Jiu'an really likes this little niece. On days off, he often takes her out to play. Tongtong also quite likes this young uncle and often says to Jiu'an's mom: "Auntie, let's not have big uncle come back, it's better if young uncle comes back."

  The days at home passed leisurely and comfortably, and before he knew it, more than half a month had passed. In the meantime, he received an email from the auction house inviting him to attend the auction, but after some thought, he declined, saying he would go after the auction was over.

  In the following days, Ju An returned to his hometown to visit his uncle and brought back some yellow croaker and other fish to store in his space. The three small creatures inside had grown up completely and were now twice as big as ordinary dogs, looking more like Tibetan Mastiffs than dogs, and were extremely intelligent. They could understand simple words, but they ate a bit too much.

  When it was time to leave, Tongtong burst into tears and clung to Ju'an's pants, refusing to let him go. Her sister tried to coax her by saying that Uncle would buy toys for Tongtong in America and come back soon, which slightly comforted her.

  Mom cooked a dozen eggs for Ju'an, put some big apples in the bag, and also prepared some pickled vegetables at home. Dad said Mom cried secretly several times, and Dad also persuaded her several times.

  Living in a safe place, it's not possible to bring so many things. The old mother said that the United States may not even have pickled vegetables, and her son loves to eat this thing, bringing more is better, who knows when we can come back next time? The eldest son has run so far away, and the grandson only sees him once a year. This second child has run even farther away, in the future, it's uncertain how many years will pass before the grandson can see him again. She said this while wiping away tears, making Ju'an feel a pang of sadness in his heart as well.

  I had to tell my mom that I would go explore the road first, and once things settle down, I'll bring you two old folks over to America to live a good life. My older sister also smiled and said to my mom, "Wait until our third son marries a blonde girl and gives birth to a blonde grandson." Only then did my mom smile and say to my older sister, "You're the only one who's sharp-tongued, Chinese girls are just fine, I can still understand when you call me 'mom'".

  Then everyone suddenly thought of the elder sister's Mandarin and burst out laughing. When leaving, secretly filled the large jar at home with space water, and left home in the tears of the old mother and Tongtong.

  Levin fled on a flight to New York, where he saw in the newspaper headlines in large black English font: "Lubin left without a place to hide."

  A closer look revealed that the little girl's portrait, which started at a base price of 120 million, was bid up to 590 million by several Russian billionaires. Degas' painting, which had a base price of 30 million, was finally sold for 47 million, also purchased by a Russian billionaire.

  In conclusion, the article sums up that amidst the prolonged economic downturn worldwide, Russian billionaires' moves have left people stunned. They attempted to buy back several French art museums from Degas with only two bidding opportunities.

  After the auction, many experienced auctioneers said that Lebin was overestimated. The auction house did not disclose the information of the consignor, but a reporter privately learned that the original painting was discovered by a young man who unintentionally found these paintings in his grandmother's closet, what good luck, congratulations to this new billionaire. Or I should also take a look at my grandmother's old closet.

  Living a comfortable life with a smile on his face. A good guy with over 100 million US dollars. If he weren't on the plane, Ju An would have rolled over with joy.

  After reading this article several times, I finally turned to the next page and saw again, the news of Repin, that little girl was donated by a Russian tycoon to the Repin Academy of Fine Arts in Russia.

  Russian President Putin also met with the tycoon, calling him a patriotic entrepreneur.

  Throughout the entire flight, all I could think about was this huge sum of money. The whole time during the flight was spent happily humming: I made money, I made money.

  I don't know how to go to Hua

  I bought a Nokia with my left hand and a Motorola with my right hand.

  I have China Unicom, Mobile, and Little Smart, one phone number per day.

  I'm sitting in a Mercedes-Benz, pulling a BMW.

  When I arrived in New York, I got off the plane and at the gate, I saw a person holding a sign with "Ju An" written on it, two crooked Chinese characters. When I took a closer look, it was surprisingly Mike.

  Walked over and gave Mike a hug.

  "Ha! I didn't think you'd come back for me."

  "If I could meet someone like you who brings me good luck every day, I wouldn't mind living in an airport," Mack said with a smile.

  They walked to the parking lot, where Mike helped Ju An put away her luggage, and then took Ju An into town.

  "A few days ago, I called Liu and he told me about your flight. I couldn't bear to lose a client who had helped me earn tens of millions of dollars, and who knows when he might help me earn another tens of millions again since he still has a painting that hasn't been sold yet," Mack said with a smile.

  "Uh, I don't know what to say, being directly messed with by Mack while living a peaceful life."

  "An, you need to get ready for tax reporting, didn't you know that the bloodsuckers at the National Tax Bureau are keeping an eye on you?" McKeen An changed the subject with some embarrassment.

  "How much tax should be paid?" Ju An asked.

  "It's only June, actually the tax payment time is in January, I didn't remind you, but the National Tax Bureau is much more powerful than the FBI. However, how much tax to pay, you need an accountant, actually even I myself don't understand how much tax I should pay, but I'm sure your tax won't be less than 10 million." Mack said with a smile.

  "That bunch of guys are really vampires" Ju An smiled and replied "You're not going to recommend an accountant for me again, are you?"

  "Exactly!" Mack didn't even bother to nod.

  "Your boss is also a vampire?" Ju An shook his head.

  Unexpectedly, Mike nodded "What you said is right, Philips is indeed a vampire".

  The two people looked at each other and burst out laughing.

  It was more than half an hour's journey. The two of them chatted and chatted until they reached the entrance of a large hotel. Ju An took a look, wow, it's really luxurious, she had never dared to think about staying in such a hotel before, her heart beating slightly faster.

  Mike saw through Ju An's meaning: "An, actually you don't have to mind this point, you should remember that you are also a billionaire now, and you need to learn how to spend money, which is what you should consider. Money isn't saved up, it's earned. I know you Chinese people have the habit of not wanting others to know you're very rich, but here in America, as long as your money is clean, you should learn to be more high-profile, and if possible try to get involved in some politics. Sometimes that might even help you solve some small troubles. The longer you stay, the more you'll find that Chinese people talk about relationships, and here green Franklin (dollars) are relationships."

  "Thanks, Mike." Juren lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded at Mike.

  Mike stopped the car at the hotel entrance, then a bellhop quickly came over to help open the door. Mike got out of the car and helped Ju An take out the luggage from the trunk and handed it over to the bellhop.

  "I'm not going up, sleep well tonight, almost forgot that if you want to go out, you can ask the front desk for a car, tomorrow is probably busy with your things, goodnight" Mack and Ju An hugged each other.

  Arrived at the front desk, reported the name, received a room card, and went to the 35th floor. After entering the room, I casually gave the service staff a $20 tip.

  Ordered a casual dinner, after eating, took a bath, and then wandered around the room for half a day, touching here and there, muttering to myself in my heart, what a luxury. Raised my head to look out the window, the whole New York was shining with lights. Jusan had never seen New York from such a high perspective (in fact, not just New York, he hadn't even seen Jiangnan), looking at the neon-lit night view outside, Jusan thought of Mike's words again, and his heart felt a different kind of flavor.